Comforts of Home
I climb stairs like a mountain.
We're on the third floor.
I head right to my room
It keeps me warm
It's a quiet cocoon
where I play my games.
I'm on cloud nine
My friends and I are
thick as theives.
We have fun all the time
When I lay down and
hit the hay, I sleep like
a top and never stop.
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